He could now account for the presence of the mutilated hand.

Here was a man who had seen strange adventures in a strange land.

"New France!" musingly.
"Yes, my son; and I am all eagerness to return." The Chevalier laughed pleasantly.

"Pardon my irrelevancy, but I confess that it excites my amusement to be called 'son' by one who can not be older than myself." "It is a habit I acquired with the savages.

And yet, I have known men of fifty to be young," said the Jesuit, his brows sinking.